She'd never been to a motel before. Mr Wright closed the door with a soft clunk, making the small student jolt. He moved behind her and wrapped his ar...s across her chest, his erect cock jamming into her back. Leaning forward, the teacher reached his hand up the girl's school skirt, his finger pushing against the wet, soft lips until he felt her secret flesh. The teacher rubbed her softly and kissed the top of her head. Trixie couldn't believe how good her body was feeling. Her mind raced as her. " Leave her on the hard?" It'll cost more." Take her down to our pier?"He sighed and nodded.I signed the check and he ripped it out of my hand.Next year, 1956, end of summer was going to be BIG BUCKS. Next year, K5 would be in Detroit.We convoyed all the way home. My dad has a bumper-sticker on the tail of the Continental. I'm Not Lost. I'm Exploring. Before we left Pentwater he took out his MAP. Years ago he had stuck a pin at Pentwater and one at Saint Johns and ran a straight pencil line. He had her lie down on the floor where he began caressing her breasts and pussy again, rubbing her swollen lips with his hand and smiling as she moaned, her hips lifting off the floor. Although his touch was making her gush again, his order for her not to cum until he said so meant that she was going to be in sexual agony soon. Lowering his mouth to her pussy, he began to suck and nibble on her lips and clit, going at it with gusto as she whined and thrashed above him. Her pussy was leaking. Looked like it had been decorated by a modern gay interior decorator. :)We talk for almost another hour before I have the courage to lean in and kiss her. She responds more than positively by throwing her whole body into the kiss, pressing her chest up against me, running her hands through my hair, grabbing my crotch through my jeans. This kiss lasted for quite some time, and took us to a few places. I ended up picking her up, holding her by the ass and taking her over to the counter, up.